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"Because you already lost the chance and I already......."
"Jeon!"
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The tense moment between them was abruptly broken by a voice calling out Jungkook’s name. Both their gazes snapped upward, and with the very first glance, Jungkook cursed under his breath. Y/n caught the curse and immediately wondered who was she?
Her eyes landed on the woman standing there, clad in a tight, red dress that hugged every curve perfectly. Curly waves cascaded down her shoulders, her lips painted a striking crimson, and her large eyes sparkled with a dangerous kind of confidence. Everything about her screamed danger and allure.
Y/n’s silent inspection was cut short when Jungkook lightly nudged her, a subtle command to stand.
“Hana,” Jungkook greeted, his tone suddenly cold and clipped.
A smile bloomed on the woman’s lips as she stepped forward, throwing her arms around Jungkook’s neck. Y/n raised an eyebrow, stunned, while Jungkook stiffened and immediately stepped back, maintaining a careful distance. The woman’s smile faltered and she laughed nervously, attempting to cover the awkwardness of being rejected.
“Honored to see you here, Jeon,” she purred, completely ignoring Y/n’s presence.
“You should be,” Jungkook replied with cool arrogance.
Hana laughed lightly, stepping closer. “Your attitude, Jeon it’s so different from everyone else. Maybe that’s why I like you so much.”
Her blatant confession caused Y/n to stare, disbelief mixing with amusement.
“And I still couldn’t find a reason to like you back,” Jungkook retorted, making Y/n cover her mouth to stifle a laugh.
“Who knows? Maybe one day your attitude towards me will change,” Hana said with a sky smile.
“Hana, don’t pretend to know me better than I know myself. Your overconfidence and self-obsession won’t change a thing. It’d be better if you moved on.”
A small giggle escaped y/n's lips, instantly upon hearing Jungkook, capturing both their attention.
“Oops, sorry,” she added with faux innocence, “just my boyfriend’s words sounded way too funny.” The word hung in the air deliberately, a jab delivered straight in front of Hana, whose eyes darkened with a mix of confusion and barely concealed madness.
“Boyfriend?” Hana blinked, her voice sharp and incredulous.
“What the hell is this girl saying, Jungkook?” Hana demanded.
Jungkook gave Y/n a deadpan look, then slid an arm possessively around her waist, pulling her closer. Y/n mentally rolled her eyes.
"Typical Mafia style."
“You’re kidding, Jeon,” Hana said with a dry laugh, disbelief clear in her voice as she looked between them.
“And what makes you say that?” Jungkook’s tone was calm but held an edge.
“Oh, come on. Jeon Jungkook,the ruthless, heartless mafia devil who used to ignore everyone now has a girlfriend? Hard to believe.” Hana’s eyes flicked to Y/n with a mocking smirk.
Y/n’s expression hardened. “If you don’t want to believe it, that’s your problem. But just because he’s known as merciless doesn’t mean he’s without a heart. He’s human, with feelings and emotions like anyone else. Don’t judge someone by the reputation people force on them.”
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